Yeah my maternal grandpa went through it all. Landing on Normandy, summiting the bluffs, laying among the dead pretending to be one of them as the bayonet patrols roamed through, Market Garden, clear into Berlin.

Never more than a buck private, but saw his way through.

Oh man, those would be stories I could listen to for hours! I appreciate everyone who has served but those guys have a special place in my heart.